Concubine Ye's eyes began to darken, and finally, with a burst of weakness, her hand loosened, and the man lost his confinement in an instant.

The man was about to run again, but before he took a step, Concubine Ye grabbed his ankle again, and two small hands full of blood grabbed his ankle tightly, and even because of this, Concubine Ye was already lying on the muddy ground.

Facing the man's gaze, Concubine Ye smiled at the man through her hazy teary eyes, and said softly: "You... You don't want to take the child away! ”

The man completely lost his patience, raised his other foot again, and kicked at Concubine Ye's two wrists and arms again and again.

After a while, Concubine Ye's wrists were covered with bruises, oozing traces of blood.

The onlookers on the side were about to rush up, and the man couldn't help but scold: "Slut--! Let it go! If you don't let go, I'll kill you! ”

Concubine Ye's hands were festered by the trampling, and the sharp pain in her stomach made her no longer have the strength to speak, and even her eyes began to turn into darkness.

But even so, she always held on to the man's leg tightly and refused to let go, as if she had given up all the strength of her life.

In a daze, she saw that Alai had caught up, and several men who were helping on the side also surrounded him and asked for a child with the man.

The man held the child tightly in one hand and looked around vigilantly, refusing to return the child, and even began to threaten the child in his arms.

Concubine Ye's consciousness became more and more blurred, after all, before she completely lost consciousness, she vaguely saw Su Mohan's figure, and also saw Chu Zheng recapture the child.

More than ten hours later, it was midnight, but Concubine Ye woke up.

The light in the ward was adjusted to a faint yellow, revealing a warmth, and a familiar figure was sitting on the edge of the bed wearing a suit and caressing his forehead, his face was very gloomy.

Concubine Ye moved her head, as if she wanted to get up, but she suddenly attracted his attention.

"Awake?" Su Mohan adjusted the light a little brighter, and then helped Concubine Ye to sit up from the bed, not forgetting to add a cushion behind her.

After sitting up, Concubine Ye's hand subconsciously rested on her stomach, and then the whole person was a little stunned, as if she had only realized what had happened before.

The two wrapped hands were placed on the flattened stomach, Concubine Ye's fingertips began to tremble slightly, and tears overflowed her eyes one by one, crackling down her cheeks.

Su Mohan's eyes were scarlet, with a touch of indescribable heartache, he sat on the edge of the bed and gently took her into his arms.

Concubine Ye leaned on his shoulder, tears blurred her vision, and as the tears continued to increase, she gradually whimpered.

Su Mohan's nose was also a little sour, his eyes were lowered to cover the mist under his eyes, he patted her back gently, and opened his mouth as if he wanted to comfort her, but in the end he didn't say a word.

After crying for a long time, Concubine Ye's eyes swollen into two peaches, and she gradually became tired.

"Su Mohan ......"

"Huh?"

He responded.

"I... I accidentally... Lost the child......"

It was difficult to say a word, but halfway through it, the originally dry eyes turned into two clear springs again, and tears began to fall again.

"It's not your fault, it's just... It's just that this child has nothing to do with us. ”

Concubine Ye's tears surged out again, crying like a tearful person.

The child is really gone......